My mind delates my heart
you are wound
to this cord.
With a sword
I rotten my feelings
I putrid my dreams
I forbid my laugh
And I over my fortunes with some misfortunes
I want to smile
I want to laugh
But, my misfortunes chase me
To make me tears
and gash my wings
with his stings
Then I drop down with some praise
and no hope of raise

By:Mina Rashid